sleepy emma

emma

  • just

    im not sure how to explain it.am in my room, drinking wine,cornered off by pillows and blankets.reaching for my glass… Read More

  • back on

    What firsts can we best beat?No space pressed up on my breast filled chest,repeating our contacted eyes.How far can I… Read More

  • our heart to be worn

    My sleepy headed one.How does knowing youmake all other knowings,so very small.Somewhere, you sitwith your head in your hands,wondering how… Read More

  • Autumn intro

    Unbeknownst to he, tending new life,I walked into nothing, breathing but barely seen.When weaned from my potion -pet mouse stumbled… Read More

  • tangled threads

    Being forced to watch, and see myself lose,in front of those wishing it too.It strained me to express my one… Read More

  • Tide Open Windows

    Scenic skys of blistering warmth,nay brisk or summer cool even;my sight not skimmed, barely dawning,down past my garden of eden.My… Read More

  • perfection if not rested

    I fell into the pit of unyielding standards and despair,When my hands blocked my mind from heed;a forceful judge and… Read More

  • Saxtorpssjöarna

    Brick and Stones, I washed you away in myforever lasting glance on water.When I see you move, like remaining joys… Read More

  • rub it in

    With the weld of uisce beatha and dust in the cracks of the floor,your wounded gaze seemed more real than… Read More

  • guilt

    i don’t want to leave when I know you need more,cherishing and warm blood in your skin.my eyes split in… Read More